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Yet with both men tight-lipped, she let it lie.
“Alright, we'll get going then.” Her tone was calm, her poise unshaken.
“Thanks for tonight. Good night.”
“Good night.”
And with that, the conversation cto a close.
Freya led Kristian away.
This wasn’t how Kristian expected things to unfold. By all accounts, Freya should have pressed harder, especially
when the pieces didn’t fit together. If she couldn't pull the truth from them, she should at least be suspicious.
After all, his performance had left no cracks. So what was she waiting for?
As she walked him to his room, Freya noticed the unease still clinging to Kristian like a second skin. “Kristian,”
she began.
He looked up.
Her voice softened, the way one speaks to a child with a scraped knee. “Don’t be afraid of Ellis. He's not
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“...Okay.” His voice was laced with grievance, faint but heartrending. Freya didn’t push further. She patted his
shoulder. “Go wash up and get ssleep. Tomorrow, we'll go see Lawrence for a check-up.”
“Freya.” Kristian raised his eyes to her again.
“Yes?” she asked.
“Can you promise not to leavealone with the mister next door anymore?” His words trembled, full of crafted
fear. “I'm scared.”
“Alright,” Freya said without hesitation. She didn’t want to trouble Ellis further anyway. If necessary, she'd ask
Gerard or a bodyguard to stay nearby.
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“Freya,” Kristian called once more.
She turned to him.
He hesitated, twisting his fingers nervously. “What kind of person do you think that mister is?”
“He’s a good man,” Freya answered without missing a beat.
Kristian looked away briefly, then asked again, “And me?”
For a split second, doubt flickered in Freya's mind—an instinct without a name.
But then their eyes met, and it faded away. His gaze was as unguarded and innocent as any child's.
“You're a good boy,” she said with gentle affirmation. “Very well-behaved.”
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But nothing about him was simple.
He had once saved her life on Butterfly Island. It was a debt written in blood, not easily erased.